For Lovers Only - [A Zarry Stylik]©️

XI- A PRAYER FOR FORMER LOVERS

Z,

Despite my little hours of sleep, between dreamland and memories, I woke up feeling a shot of energy circling through me. Kissing Harry was like returning to a good habit, to a comfortable place I had forgotten existed.

He felt the same, had the same effect on me and I couldn't resist him. Nor did I want to. I forgot how hard my heart could beat for him and how intense his presence was around me.

Harry commanded every inch of me. It still felt like a dream or a mirage. I had missed him so much for the past two years. It was as if we had travelled back in time to be in each other's presence.

Feeling Harry against me in that manner brought me vivid memories of our moments - it was more than just physical. It was a deep connection.

It was the quiet moments we shared - how we could sit in silence reading a book or listening to music.

How my fingers navigated through Harry's curls, while we basked in the summer sun or how Harry could understand my vision, even when I couldn't find the right words to explain.

It was magical. So simple and yet, so complex.

Standing in front of the mirror, I smiled to myself. This is what it was: the familiar feeling of being in love with Harry.

For the longest time, I was a shadow, losing myself. I wanted to feel again, but the emotions were stuck out there somewhere not reaching me.

The only moments of happiness were the ones lived with Jaimie when my mind was completely blank, and we did nothing but be children. For the rest of the hours of the day, my mind and body were numb, moving through the air with a ghostly feeling. Not reacting, just moving as the waves took me from left to right.

Not right now.

Right now, I was alive.

I felt like a young boy dreaming of a future with him.

"Japan is an amazing country. There is so much cool art and fashion happening over there. " Harry argued while we walked back to my dorm after a day of classes at university. "Can you imagine an internship in Japan? So wild!"

"It's so far," I replied wrinkling my nose. "Are you going to leave me, then?"

"Me? Never." Harry replied, throwing his arm over my shoulders, and kissing the top of my head. "You're mine forever, honey."

"I wouldn't want to be in the way of your dreams."

"You can come with me."

"I've never flown before, you know?"

Harry gasped. "Never?"

"No, baby."

"Then you'll have your first time with me!"

"Haven't I already?"

Harry squeezed me closer, and I chuckled a bit.

"I'm serious. Your first-time flight will be with me. We'll go. Together. To Japan, Germany, America....all the places."

"Anywhere?"

"The globe is ours. Thailand, Italy, Botswana, South Africa, New Zealand...You name it, we'll go."

"Will we be rich?"

"Billionaires!" Harry replied with exaggerated excitement. I let out a cackle, holding onto Harry's hand as we walked. The silence came down between us, as we synchronized our steps. "I don't need any of that. If I have you, I'm good."

"Being a billionaire is better than having just plain ole'me."

Harry stopped in his tracks, looking at me - his eyes showing the most intense of greens. He looked like a prince as his hair grew longer and longer.